We gonna ball till we fall
 Were real soldiers gonna be there when the homies call x2

 Chorus:
 If you're lost and you look then you will find me
 Time after time (only time will tell)
 If you fall I will catch you I'll be waiting
 Time after time

 Kane:
 The ghetto's tryin to kill me
 That's why I stay faded and stoned
 Cause when I leave the house I never know if I'm comin home
 Bullets got no name it's the dirty game
 Wannabe thugs drive by for some ghetto fame
 The homie got popped six times needs surgery
 Hit my cigar holdin tears cause its hurtin me
 I write my cousin in the pen to see if he okay
 He's locked up on his little girl's first birthday
 To this day love my homies dearly down to die wit em'
 I ball and they ball you hear me ima ride wit em'
 You fall then we fall I be there when you need me
 Its easy all you gotta do is beep me

 Chorus x3

 (Rapping while chorus is still going)
 Master P:
 We gonna ball till we fall
 We're real soldiers we'll be there when the homies call

 Master P:
 This Ghetto Got Me trapped
 And homies I feel your pain
 See these streets is like a living hell
 and the devil be the dope man
 And everybody wanna fix from heron to even powder
 My little nephew's a crack baby
 When he hollas momma put dinner in his baby bottle
 These streets got me doin' shit that I really don't want to
 But niggas gotta be strapped
 with bulletproof vest or homies will ride
 Through and just blast on you
 And the game got me trippin
 But you know I'm never slippin
 And every bitch wit a pretty face and a big butt
 U can't just jump in a pool skinny-dippin
 Cause you know what life ain't the same nigga
 And I mean times can change keep your eyes on your enemy
 If you a hustler get what you got to get and get out man
 Cause ah see these streets they don't pay to be dumb
 And real homies stick together like Kane and Able, P and down to ride
 When the time come

 Chorus x2

 (Rapping while chorus still going)
 Master P:
 We gonna ball till we fall
 We're real soldiers we'll be there when the homies call x2

 Abel:
 I watched my nieces and nephews grow
 Before my very eyes
 I pray that they could make somethin' out of their lives
 You could lose your breath at the speed of light
 What if I'm deaf chasin' dream's in the heat of the night
 You might could lose your sight
 In these streets ain't no peace
 What your eyes see the last man standing off his feet
 But times have changed neva love material thangs
 If I could promise anythang you gonna leave the way you came
 Check my homie Sean Digs doin' life plus one
 (So) when he called me collect to accept I press one
 My Benz is your Benz, my house is your home
 If you eva need a friend then call Abel on the phone

 Chorus x3
 (Yo)
 (This is for the real ballers and players out there)
 (Time after time)
 (Haha)
 (Gonna ball till' we fall
 but we gotta be there when the homies call)
 (We bout it bout it)
 (For real send a few dollars to your boy
 in the penitentiary keep your boy on the streets)
 (You know what real homies stick together
 they don't turn on each other remember that)
 (No Limit family baby)
 (Master P, Kane, and Abel)
 (To the world)
 (Haha)
 (We're here when all our homies need us
 though you heard me ain't nothing changed)
 (Just gotta live with changin through
 cuz it still the same though it still the same)
 (Down for whateva)
 (No Limit For Life Baby